- Where were you?,- I was trying to snick at home and to my room,- you are ignoring my calls and messages, you have already grown enough to ignore me, so maybe you want to live alone too?
- Dad, I was with a friend. We lost track of the time. Sorry.
- You was with that new friend of yours?
- Yes.
- OK, but you missed your practise BecBec,- why did he just let it go like that, wasn't it too easy?
- Yes, I know I will go tomorrow, promise,- I wanted to go to my room already when he held my arm.
- Sit, I have something to tell you,- I sat down in front of him, by the kitchen table. He had that worried kinda face.
- What happened dad?
- The game, volleyball, you need to win the final Rebecca.
- Why? ,- I really didn't want to play against my girlfriend and he never calls me Rebecca.
- What do you mean why? Because you are in competition and as a good sports woman you need to win. Why is that under question?
- Yeah, why is this under question, dad, it's a game, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, I can't always win.
- Yes I know, but this time, you must win.
- Me?,- I smirked a bit,- now it is a me? Hah? What about we? Us?
- Yes, you all need to win the final.
- What is going on dad?
- REBECCA, - he is never yelling at me.
- Dad, why are you screaming at me? ,- my eyes got teary immediately, they are never yelling at me.
- You need to win this game, if you want to go to university,- he said it very coldly, like it was nothing.
- What? How game and my university can be anyhow connected?
- They are, right now very much directly. If you win the game you will go to university, if not....
- Dad, I don't understand, - I was crying already, what is going on.
- Just do us I said, and don't think about it that much.
- Dad I...
- Just go and win half final at Friday and then we will talk after about everything.
- Please, dad
- REBECCA, - he yelled at me again and just walked away.
I'm in a huge confusion, I can't calm myself from crying so I went to talk with grandma. She always knows what to do and she gives best advice for me.
My 💕: My Sarocha, is everything oké?
I texted Freen on my way to the garden where I could find my grandma in this time of the day.
- My angel,- she opened her arms widely and I just sink into her warm hug.
- Grandma, how are You?
- I'm fine my child, how are you?
- Well , I'm not sure grandma, I'm in confusion actually.
- Why? I thought stolen flowers were a sign that you figured out your confusion,- she was smiling at me with a playful eyes.
- Grandma, - I lowered my eyes,- I'm sorry. It was just too early for shops so I just ...
- BecBec, if it was for her, I'm not angry.
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Fight To Love You Freen&Becky
FanfictionBecky and Freen are the top students at two rival schools, each rising to the position of volleyball team captain. Their teams are set to face off in an intense match, but their lives take a dramatic turn when one of them loses their freedom. Will t...